The Aztec-style tropical garrison camp burned behind Lin Manjue, and in the black smoke that soared into the sky, the bearded Lin San lifted the handle of the axe from the chest of the corpse under his feet, and gently hooked it to pull out the hand axe.

Not far away, on the beach, the shirtless American warriors, carrying the plundered baggage on their shoulders and even pushing the gun carriage carriage to the boat, were so hungry that they did not have a grain left.

If Li Dan was present, he must have been greatly surprised by their war gains, and his father-in-law sent him to the sea to find the 'yellow one', which was among them.

Lin Xiao sat on the corpse with two legs crossed, two stones pressed notes, holding a Nanyang charcoal pen in one hand to record the details of the battle, and his mouth did not stop, clutching the half-baked corn cob in his mouth.

The sequelae of the Eastern Expedition to Guam to Lin Xiao was that he always felt hungry, even if he had just eaten a meal and his stomach was not full, but he just wanted to eat.

Regardless of the occasion or time, even the corn that has long been not sweet can be gnawed with relish.

In Lin Manjue's words, it is already good that he is not hungry enough to gnaw on the thighs of dead corpses.

There were very few enemies left behind in the three camps, a few dozen and many dozens, and most of them were primitive warriors without firearms and armor, and they were defeated without much effort.

This time, Lin Manjue did not kill all the enemies, and collected more than a dozen American captives, during the days on the ship, Professor Lin Xiao's earliest captives learned some simple Chinese, and when they could communicate briefly, Black King Kong was willing to help them collect the captives.

The life of the big tiger and eagle eagle is not hard enough, the first seven warriors, six of them with guns, in the absence of medicine, did not survive, only the black King Kong with the forehead blocking the guns, survived.

Until a few days ago, Hei Jin just let Lin Xiao know that in fact, the two sides communicated neatly, and there was no need to tie them up at all.

It was very common for the Aztecs to be captives after the war, but most of the captives in the Americas were sacrificed as sacrifices, and the Ming army raised Black King Kong to fat and made up for it to kill him, which made him very grateful.

In their culture, it is normal for the victors to impose their gods on the vanquished, and it is good to fight for them if there is a chance of survival.

Black King Kong can be said to be obedient to Lin Xiao, but there is only one point, the big man is very resistant to wearing armor and using a long knife.

It's useless to resist, whether it is Lin Xiao or Lin Manjue, they don't want the black King Kong, who has finally learned to speak Chinese, to be killed on the battlefield.

"Battlefield, you, kill them, don't stun, don't take prisoners."

Lin Xiao taught Black King Kong this, closed the notes and put them in his backpack, he said, "If you don't kill him, he will kill you." ”

Black King Kong, who wore a Spanish cuirass, was ignorant, and he realized that these people who claimed to be the Ming tribe were not at all religious in believing in the gods.

Even the captive's heart is reluctant to be dedicated to the gods, and he is embarrassed to say that he respects the heavens and believes in the heavens?

"Broken?"

Lin Manjue wiped the blood on his face, walked over with a bird, glanced at the black King Kong wearing a cuirass and holding an obsidian dagger on his waist, ready to deal with the surprise attack at any time, and said to Lin Xiao: "Go back and give him a long-handled iron melon, and you can get a four-foot axe, it's quite brave, but the weapon is useless." ”

Lin Xiao got a waist knife for Black King Kong, but this guy only used it once, and later seized an obsidian stick and used the old guy again, when attacking the third camp, he was the first to rush into the camp, smashed over the two American warriors, and then chased after the Spanish lieutenant who led the team, and smashed a good cuirass to him unevenly.

The obsidian stick couldn't hold up the swing, and it broke before it was finished, and in the end, it was Black King Kong who pounced on him and hit the stone with his high-topped helmet.

can't be saved, there are several broken ribs in the cuirass, and even if you don't hold people and smash them, you won't live long.

The ferocity made Lin Manjue smack his tongue secretly, which also confirmed from the side that his decision to leave a living mouth was correct.

It's hard to find a warrior like this who is forty pounds and holds a five-pound stick like a fly, especially when he imagines Daming as a tribe, this almost natural sense of belonging - absolutely!

"Uncle!"

Seeing Lin Manjue coming, Lin Xiao hurriedly got up, dragged the black King Kong to salute awkwardly, and asked with a smile on his face: "The three barracks have been defeated, are we going to meet the marshal in the past?" ”

Lin Manjue looked up at the magnificent red clouds connected by the sea and the sky, and sighed deeply, the precarious island life of several months made the man who was close to his twilight look old, he slowly shook his head and smiled bitterly in a tone of regret and unwillingness: "I can't make up my mind." ”

"The army is in the west, and the port artillery subsided yesterday, but the marshal has not yet captured the port, and the general attack is estimated to be between ten days." Lin Manjue sat down as he spoke, casually covered the eyes of the corpse, turned his head to the side, took out a pipe from his waist bag and pointed it towards the coast, and said: "One hundred and forty people, three or two small boats, drive over either the battle is over, or the boat is weak and the soldiers are not useful." ”

"I'm wondering if to go to the port, or to the northeast, which are two granaries." Lin Manjue took a bite of his pipe, pinched his knuckles and said: "We have explored, there is a hoarding of grain on the east side of the island, and I don't know if there is grain and grass in the port, I guess there is, but the port soldiers are invincible, we can go to the north and knock down the granary." ”

"Even if you can't beat it, you can find out the troops."

Lin Xiao glanced at Lin Manjue in surprise, he could feel that his uncle was not only discussing with him, but also seemed to be ...... It's like explaining, explaining why he's doing it.

But this is not necessary, Lin Manjue is their leader, they will do what they say, and they will do it, and they will also go to the sword mountain and the sea of fire, and there is no need to explain at all.

"My nephew understands, so I'm going to prepare."

"Wait...... Is this safe? ”

Lin Xiao packed up his things and was about to go to give an order, but was stopped by Lin Manjue, and said in a very fast voice: "Attack the granary, the port will be saved, and a fighter can be built for the marshal......"

Lin Xiao, who had already gotten up, smiled, sat down slowly and said: "Uncle has his own decision, there is no need to explain to the little nephew, it is my uncle's decision that allowed me to survive, and I was surrounded by the enemy army on the isolated island, if there is no uncle, we would have already been wiped out, how can we wait for the army to come to help, even if the epidemic destroys the island with the Tianxing epidemic, it is right, only the plague can make me and others kill thousands of enemies with the powerless body of hundreds of people." ”

"If the uncle asked the nephew to drag the corpse with someone at that time, and you lead the fleet back, the nephew will also do a good job of this, and the uncle was under house arrest at that time, but he didn't want you to risk your life and die."

"Because I don't have the strength to bring them back, you are the only one who can bring them home."

Lin Xiao consciously said a lot of embarrassing words, bowed to Lin Manjue, and finally raised a smile and turned around and left with the black King Kong who followed suit.

Lin Manjue was left sitting in the pile of corpses, eating one bite at a time with a pipe, and when his back faded away, he slowly nodded and looked at the remnant sun on the horizon with his sticky bloodstained beard, and smiled.

Everyone needs someone to cheer him on, right?

Lin Manjue saw it, and he cleaned his pipe on the gravel beach under his feet, tightened his waist and walked towards the shore, stepping on the last battle in Guam.

"The last battle, the first battle is successful."